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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, May 02, 1916, NOON EDITION, Image 17

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new york. 1 time a artist guy
drawed some pitchers which he called
gess if they are married & they was
verry good, only you never have to
gess because you can always tell,
anny how if they have been married
verry long, 1 of the young ladyes in
the offlse said the other morning
that's rite, the 2nd. gurl chirps, you
surely can tell & that's 1 reeson why
i woodent marry the last man on
earth, she said
then the hole bunch of them lited
in- and hammered all the husbends
that is & that ever was until you
wood think this joint was a black
smith shop with a anvil koruss going
full blast
purty soon they got neerly threw
knocking the men & it wood' have
ended rite there & then only lie head
book keeper comes in looking like he
got outer bed on the rong side that
A. M. and as grouchy as a hungry
wolf
what's the matter heer, he hollers
at miss susie which was the lady
that had started the diskusshun
she draws her self up hawtylike &
says, i cant see where nothing is the
matter
o, you cant, he barks at her, well i
can & beleeve me there's got to be
more work done heer & less of this
jabbering or i will be braking in a lot
of-new help around heer purty kwick,
you can just, put that in your pipe &
smoke it he says, slamming back the
cover of his desk which made all the
other gurls but it dident make susie
bat an eye
she stood where she was until he
got settled down & was kwiet again,
then she turned to 1 of the other
gruls & said as loud as she cood be
cause she wasent going to take no
chanct that he woodent get a earful
of it
she said to the other girl i wonder
if the man thinks he is speaking to
his wife
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TODAY'S BELLRINGER
The little" daughter had been pray
ing each evening at bedtime for a,
baby sister.
The other morning her mother,
reading the paper, exclaimed:
"I see Mrs. Smith has a little
daughter."
"How do you know that?" asked
the child.
"I read it in the paper," answered
the mother.
"Read it to me," said the daughter.
The mother read: "Born, on March
9, to Mr. and Mrs. A. B. Smith, a
daughter."
The child thought a moment, then
said:
. "I know what I'm going to do. I'm.
going to stop praying and begin ad
vertising." Tit-Bits.
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SOFT SNAPS
f BirCTd' RAIN ISfjV
(very wet aroumo
XHER i
Jelling raincoats
, -TO ARAB I AH S -gMv I "

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